Didn't see this thread until now... Hey Mr. Happy, How's it going...

In the end, it was nothing much. The part of the city I live in is a little "unusual". We have everything from, well, folks like me and my wife, to the retirees living across the street in the house they've lived in since they were married 50+ years ago, to the young couple trying across the street and down a bit just starting out, and trying to shake their "projects" experiences to the crack (and other drugs) dealers around the corner to the recent immigrants of dubious legal nature behind us and over 1 house. There is a Guatemalan family around the other side who are wonderfully nice people, and a family moved up from Brownsville, Texas, who speak English as a second language.

The Guatemalans and Texans get on quite well together, and with us. My wife lived in Texas for a while and it often have "dueling fajita smells" during the summer. (We usually come in 3rd place, but it still tastes pretty good!)

For some reason, these two folks decided it would be great fun to light off several strings of firecrackers and other fireworks left over from this summer. The other folks (of dubious legal status - we still have not figured out where they are from) behind us heard this and fired a small calibre hand-gun - mostly in the air, we asked them nicely to knock it off, one of them decided that one more wouldn't hurt, that one hit the peak of the house, striking the siding of the attic - I was sitting one level down in my (home) office. No serious damage done (120 year old oak beams - gotta love it) and we ranted at them a bit, they apologized and proceeded to yell at the guy that fired the last shot.

Its been quiet ever since...

Cheers -

Pete